The words I have been dreading to hear for years.
"Mommy, my fingers hurt."
Not sure if they hurt for a reason, or hurt because it was cold or because SJIA is around the bend.
I cheerfully said grab a pair of gloves and it might help. I didn't say anything to J or anyone...but I did take a picture. Those joints on her left hand look a bit big to me on those beautiful slender and long fingers.
Maybe if I don't say it out loud it will be nothing...
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